[ country-rock ] Click Here for Music Video of this song Click Here for Free Song Download Well, I was born south of the river on the wrong side of the railroad tracks We were all dirt poor and hungry, barely kept a shirt on our backs I used to lay awake and shiver next to my kin'folk in the winter chill Listenin’ for that midnight rumble to come roarin’ down the hill Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol’ train Windin' its way down through history Thought I heard a voice say, "better call the right name Hop on board for eternity” Now here in LA, on the busy freeway, I’m tryin’ my best just to survive Stuck in the slow lane of a fast-pace city game, Lord I’m lucky to be alive In the heat of the day out on the truck bay, between unloadin’ them whiskey boxes Someone swears, “there must be more to life than death and taxes" Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol’ train Windin' its way down through history Thought I heard a voice say, “better call the right name Hop on board for eternity" Maybe tomorrow, I'll see what I can borrow, head on back where I was raised In black earth country where life’s slow an' easy and a new dawn’s somethin’ to be praised Guess what we believe or refuse to believe, what's true, in fact, remains the same Win or lose, we all get to choose and in the end there’ll be no one else left to blame Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol’ train Windin' its way down through history Thought I heard a voice say, “better call the right name Hop on board for eternity" Hear what the voice says, call "Jesus" Hop on board for eternity * * Inspired by a Mark Twain story, where he describes how a steamboat seen for the first time coming down the Mississippi River at night, all lighted up spewing fire and smoke, is mistaken for Elijah's chariot. Also inspired by Sam Cooke: "...change is gonna come, oh, yes it is."
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